Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 307 16. Spirit control. Dreams come true——【2135】

(Add more [1/5] for Brother ASSASSINZZC)

Hal, following his good friend Nat, descended the mountain from a path covered with vine-grown elf ruins where everyone had arrived.

The actions of the two of them did not attract too many people's attention, and Sir Attumen, as the commander, did not care about it. This is normal. Sir Attumen died in the "Karazan Massacre" long ago.

He's a ghost, with little curiosity about anything other than his passion.

This undead hunter has already set his sights on the unique wild creatures here. He is loyal and plans to hunt some fresh meat here and bring it back to His Royal Highness for a taste.

As for finding elves or something, leave it to these stinky pirates.

Your Highness doesn't like **spiritual flesh

If His Highness is willing to change his taste, then Sir Attumen is willing to hunt and kill the living elves on this land for him. Anyway, in the eyes of his undead, there is no difference between beasts and elves.

"puff"

Nat slid awkwardly and embarrassingly along the vine-covered hillside into a small pool at the foot of the hill, splashing water all over his body.

Hal slid down after him.

This young fisherman hadn't learned to fight before, but at least he stayed with a group of pirates wielding knives and guns for more than a month. He would grab his sword and look around vigilantly.

But it was very quiet here, and apart from startling a flock of birds, nothing unexpected happened.

"It's here! It's exactly the same as the scene in my dream."

Nat looked around, and the lazy expression quickly changed into the excitement of exploration.

He had dreamed a lot in the past, dreaming about scenery from all over the world, but at that time he was limited by his status and couldn't travel around the world to revisit his dreams.

Before Nat found out that he was deceived by pirates, one of the important reasons why he was willing to follow Laike to this continent outside civilization was that he wanted to confirm whether the dreams he had in the past were real or not.

"My dreams are real, Hal."

Nat grinned, and a turtle with strange crystals on its shell paddled away under the pool.

He looked back, followed the road in the dream, and walked towards the mountain wall behind him. The mountain wall was covered with tough vines, completely covering the mountain.

"There's a cave down here, if my dream is right. Come, Hal, give me a hand and cut these vines."

Nat called out, and Hal, who was so excited, rushed over with his sword, humming and cutting the vines, but when they stabbed the sword, they were surprised to find that a part of the bottom of the vines was open.

And there is indeed a very small cave hidden behind it, which can only accommodate one person passing sideways.

"There are people hiding in it! No, there are spirits hiding in it!"

Hal's eyes became brighter, but Nat hesitated for a few seconds. He touched the cave wall in front of him and said:

"No, the cave in my dream should be bigger than this."

"Go in and have a look."

Hal took out a small torch from the rucksack behind him and lit it. He walked through it first, and Nat followed behind him. This cave is very deep, and the light of the torch is used.

The closer the two walked, the more they could see the huge facilities inside.

This place looks like a large cellar with two floors dug out, or a scene like a sewer. It's dark, and it looks very leaky. It should be a long time since no one came here.

There is a large platform in the center of the circular pit, and there seems to be something moving on it, making a rattling sound.

"No, this place is different from the scene in my dream!"

Nat grabbed Hal, who was about to go inside, and dragged him back a few steps. The fisherman whispered to his good friend:

"The terrain of the facilities in the cave is exactly the same, but there is no beautiful tree, and there are not many elves gathering here, we should have come early.

The last time I spoke with Captain Boo Laike, he told me that a lot of my dreams take place in the future.

Let's get out.

Hal, there could be danger here. "

"oh oh."

Hal, who was exploring for the first time, was not discouraged.

To be honest, he was a little scared at the moment, he was not a professional explorer after all, he still knew how much he weighed.

Hearing that Nat said there was danger, Hal immediately lost 99% of the enthusiasm in his heart, and obediently followed Nat to go out of the cave. But as soon as the two turned their heads, they heard a scream from the big cave in front of them.

It was a woman's voice, speaking in a clumsy language they didn't understand at all, with pain, as if it was still being chased by something.

The sound of hooves stomping on the ground was getting closer.

"Extinguish the fire! Quick!"

Nat yelled to Hal beside him, and Hal threw the torch to the dark place in front of him with a wave of his hand.

The fire light shone and slid in the air, pulling out an arc of light, dispelling a bit of the darkness in the cave, and also illuminating the figure who was chasing and fleeing not far away.

"Elf!"

Hal exclaimed.

The flames didn't completely illuminate the darkness, but one could vaguely see the silhouette running over. It was indeed a slender elf, easily recognizable by those pointed ears.

She seemed to be wearing a cumbersome robe, screaming and rushing towards the entrance of the cave.

Behind her was a centaur-like monster with a height of more than three meters and a strange blue spar on its body, although it had the upper body of a lady.

But his face was ferocious, and he still held a crystallized spear in his hand.

"what!!!"

Hal and Nat screamed in fear at the same time. When had the two civilians seen such a terrifying thing, they ran out of the narrower and narrower hole.

The female elf, who was being chased by the monster behind her, saw Hal and Nat's escape direction, so she ran with them, but it must be because of her injuries that she ran slower and slower.

He could only reach out his hand in the darkness and scream in despair.

"Nat, you go first."

When Hal rushed to the entrance of the cave, he looked back and saw the desperate gesture of the female elf reaching out to him in the dark. He gritted his teeth, pushed his good friend in front of him out of the narrow entrance, and turned back. Pounced back.

"Go to Sir Attumen for help!"

Hal's cry echoed in the cave, and the disheveled Nat threw himself into the pool. He didn't care about his embarrassment at this moment, he climbed up the vines with his hands and feet, and rushed up the path leading to the ruins.

While rushing, yelling.

In the cave, Hal threw himself backwards and fell hard on the ground. His body was trembling with fear, but he still tried his best to reach out and grabbed the fingers of the fallen elf.

Drag her off the ground.

The cave became narrower as it went outward, and only one person could pass through the entrance of the cave. The monster chasing after him was three meters tall, and it couldn't rush in at all.

When Howl dragged the injured female elf back to the cave entrance, the centaur-like monster behind him slammed into the mountain wall with a bang.

It's a lot of brute force.

The rocks on the mountain wall flew around and hit Hal, making the young fisherman scream in pain.

Everyone else was scared to death.

Just now, the bloody courage faded away quickly, and he just hugged the elf who was also trembling in his arms, curled up into a ball, to avoid the flying gravel behind him.

"I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying."

Hal was only in his twenties, and the most terrifying danger he had ever experienced was the night when the orcs invaded Southsea Town, and he and the villagers evacuated to Tarren Mill City under the protection of the militiamen.

I just saw the green-skinned orcs burning, killing and looting from a distance in the night.

Just like that, Hal was so scared that he couldn't sleep for several days. Today's little adventure of less than ten minutes is probably the most dangerous thing this young fisherman has ever done in his short life.

But what to say.

There are gains and losses.

Especially with a living elf in his arms.

"Hal, don't stand there stupidly, come out!"

The frightened young fisherman hugged the elf and crawled forward in the cave with difficulty. Every few minutes of crawling was so difficult for him.

It wasn't until he heard a burst of noisy footsteps at the entrance of the cave, as well as Nat's sharp shout, that Hal came back to his senses.

He looked at the glowing hole in front of him, and then at the big eyes looking at him in horror. Hal gritted his teeth, pushed the elf out first, and then crawled towards the hole.

Seeing that its prey was about to run, the monster blocked behind let out a frenzied roar. It took a few steps back in the darkness and raised the crystallized spear in its hand.

During the charge, the spear hit the stone wall like a halberd.

"boom"

The narrow mountain wall was completely peeled off, and Hal, who was running out, screamed that he was going to be buried alive!

The fear of death enveloped him like a shadow, killing the last courage.

But it would reach out a hand from the hole, grab Hal's hair, and pull him out without a moment's notice.

bright.

The warm light shone on the disheveled Hal again, and he returned to the human world. When the dazed halo in front of his eyes dissipated, it was not the Nat he thought appeared in front of Hal.

It was the bumbling bald pirate.

"Silvermoon" Harry.

"Wow, I know that you like elves like me, but I don't know, little brother, you are willing to give up your life for this black-skinned elf"

The old sea dog Harry crossed his hips and looked at Hal, who was panting heavily in the pool. He raised his thumbs up to Hal with half sarcasm and half admiration, and said:

"In our line of 'Spirit Control', you are the most reckless and desperate guy this pirate has ever seen. Our line of business cannot lose a 'talent' like you.

But don't forget, you owe me your life, and you will have to pay it back later. "

"what?"

What Hal will pay most attention to this time is the word that the old sea dog said.

"Black elves?"

With Nat's support, Hal was half pulled and half dragged back from the pond. Sir Attumen, who received the distress message, had already rushed over with his epee and his BMW horse.

The undead hunter heard that there were monsters here, so he came to have a look.

And the first thing Hal did after he was pulled out of the battlefield was to hold his bleeding forehead and look back at the female elf he had rescued. Well, it really was a black elf.

But it's not accurate to say that, her skin is purple-gray, with a feeling of depression.

The ears are long and sharp, the eyebrows are like those of the high elves, slender and raised towards the cheeks, the lips are full, and the eyes have a strange purple tinge.

It seems that she is malnourished, making her look thinner than the high elves Hal has seen, but she is also taller, with an amazing body curve.

She was wearing a very cumbersome robe that was bloodstained and torn.

This will be pushed around by a group of pirates like watching animals, as if frightened, with panic in their eyes. After seeing Hal being brought out, the female elf uttered an inexplicable cry and pushed Opening the pirate who was trying to tie her up, he rushed towards Hal, the savior.

Amidst a group of pirates laughing or whistling maliciously, the elf, who was two heads taller than Har, threw himself into the arms of the young fisherman, chattered a lot of things, hugged his arms again, and hid behind him, vigilantly. Look around at the pirates.

"You bunch of bedbugs! What are you doing here? Get out of the way! Watch out for my midnight kick to kill you!"

Soon, Sir Attumen, who was wearing heavy armor and riding a BMW Midnight, arrived at the scene of the incident. Behind his horse was the corpse of a newly hunted magsika leopard.

This weird-tempered jazz rode on his horse and swept around. A group of pirates immediately obediently moved out of the way. Some eloquent guys stepped forward and reported the situation to the jazz.

Attumen controlled the reins, first glanced at the quiet cave, and then condescendingly glanced at the weird elf hiding behind Hal.

The female elf seemed to sense something was wrong with Sir Attumen, she lowered her head tremblingly, and hugged Howl's arm even tighter.

"Well, the task His Highness ordered was completed so quickly. You two have made great contributions and deserve to be commended."

The undead hunter laughed.

He turned his head and shouted to Yinyue Harry next to him:

"What are you doing in a daze! Send a signal to His Highness."

"whoosh"

A few seconds later, a cloud of red smoke bombs was shot into the air and exploded at a high altitude. This would be Bo Laike, who was chatting with Windrunner's mother on the coast, turned his head and took a look.

Said in a surprised tone:

"Hey, did you find it so soon?

It seems that my subordinates are not all a bunch of incompetent trash, well, it must be my strict requirements for them to improve so fast! So, let's scold them first in a while.

Come with me, Master, it's time to explore Suramar. "

(end of this chapter)